SF/fantasy writer. English professor. Episcopalian. Licensed lay preacher. Former volunteer ER chaplain (but not clergy); future, I hope, ER patient advocate. Intermediate knitter; beginning weaver.
And a few other things, less easily labeled. The title of this blog is a phrase John Clute used to describe the plots of my first two novels. It both amused and annoyed me, and I finally decided to reclaim it as a badge of honor. Would you prefer rickety contrivances of doing bad?
Little Miss Buttercup...what a sweetie. And a talker too I guess?
ReplyDeleteOh, yes! A talker and a chewer and a scratcher and a shedder and a chaser-of-her-own-tail. We're going to have our hands full with this one!
ReplyDeleteWhat a cutie. We saved two from our local no-kill SPCA - they are mostly black and were named Hugs and Kisses - we kept the names! Have fun!
ReplyDeleteToo cute! Congrats on your new addition.
ReplyDeleteAwww.
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